Trunda Giltmallet Champion Lore | Raid Shadow Legends

Raid Shadow Legends Trunda Giltmallet Champion Lore

Trunda Giltmallet Champion Lore

For the Dwarves who forged their ancient home in the depths of the Cloudspire Mountains, the name of their Skyiron Dominion came from the mysterious metal nuggets they found within the veins of iron and coal. Throbbing with a strange power, these early prospectors proclaimed these chunks to be the titular skyiron — heavenly minerals that had found a new home deep within the earth, not unlike the Dwarves who discovered them.

For eons, these chunks of otherworldly ore were revered by generations of blacksmiths like holy relics – objects so immutable that not even the Dwarven forges could unlock their potential. That was until Trunda Giltmallet made her attempt.

Trunda longed to be the one to finally crack the secrets of skyiron. She had tried everything: hammers etched with primeval runescript, forges fueled by alchemical fire, and bathing the ore in the light of the moon. Nothing would melt skyiron. Even as Siroth’s Demonspawn battered at the doors of the Skyiron Dominion, Trunda labored. Even as her homeland collapsed, she did not falter.

One fateful night, a lone Demonspawn broke into Trunda’s forge as she worked. Taking up a blade, she slashed at the beast, spraying its lifeblood over the forge. The Demonspawn’s blood seared Trunda’s skin with an infernal heat, hotter than anything she could stoke in the forge. Gasping with pain, she collected the boiling blood into her sturdiest crucible, dropping one of the skyiron chunks into the liquid. The blood foamed and spat, and the once seemingly indestructible skyiron melted.

The liquid turned a prismatic blue, unlike anything Trunda had ever seen. With unbridled enthusiasm, she forged a mighty hammer from this molten concoction of blood and metal. It glowed like starlight, with each swing of it unleashing a roar of the heavens, and searing its target with demonic heat. With this marriage of holy ore, unholy blood, and Dwarven smithing skill in her hands, Trunda fell upon the Demonspawn host with a righteous zeal, helping push Siroth’s forces back into the mountain’s depths. Thus began the legend of Trunda Giltmallet, wielder of the heavenly hammer, and master of the skyiron.

Trunda Giltmallet Storyline

Master balladeers know that a hero of legend often earns the title not just due his or her skill and courage – important as they are! – but also by heeding a greater calling. Be that timely divine intervention or a twist of fate that leads them to greatness. For Trunda Giltmallet, fate had a mystery to solve.

As a young and hopeful smith apprentice, Trunda had come across a collection of strange ore nuggets during one of the mining expeditions. Elder Dwarves claimed these must have come from somewhere beyond the realms of Teleria. And indeed, they were nothing like she had seen before, harder than steel and buzzing with hidden power. No hammer could break them, no smelter had heat enough to bend this mysterious metal to its will. The magical properties of the ore were clear, and Trunda had spent well over a decade being tutored by the very best artisans the Dwarven Kingdom had to offer before she finally prevailed. With dragonbone dust and alchemical fire, with rune-incrusted instruments and water from the purest mountain streams, Trunda forged a mighty mallet from the star-metal ore. The invading hordes of Siroth provided the final ingredient, and, with a droplet of demonic blood, the magic that lived within the metal had been unleashed.

Her new weapon in hand, Trunda joined her kindred in repelling their hated foe. Each strike pealed like thunder, blasting demons with arcs of eldritch lightning and setting them ablaze with the fires of the Primordial Forge. Such was Trunda’s fury and skill, that the King himself praised the young warrior and held a feast in her honour. Now, with Siroth’s minions well and truly on the run, Trunda turns her attention to the King’s expedition to the Surface. She is a hero of her people, and the lust for adventure fills her spirit. Surely, there are yet many deeds worthy of Trunda Giltmallet’s rising legend – and she is determined to find out.

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